06-01-2009, 03:22 AM
DaVinci was rather surprised when Jefferson suddenly seemed to give up being a caring and patient figure as he let go of the Savant's arm, the contact with the chair making him flinch as he glared back at the Patriarch. He shook his head and began to wrap the long jagged wound with the cloth he'd brought in. He let his eyes cast over to Jefferson as he grumbled. "Sounds like you've had too much time to lick your own damn wounds." He hadn't really meant to piss Jefferson off and was rather on nerve that he'd actually been able to push him far enough to snap. DaVinci shook his head and quietly went back to wrapping the arm awkwardly as he waited to see if the other would explain anything.
His eyes trailed over to Jefferson when he moved as he seemed to be having trouble gathering himself. When he finally gave way with an answer DaVinci wasn't so sure of what he'd delivered. "What? What did you do to piss them off?" he grumbled as he tried to tie off the bandaging as his ears pinned back at the last comment that Jefferson had delivered. A jolting ache in his chest made him snort as he growled. "What did she want.. it's not like I haven't cause her and her damn clan enough trouble." He knew that Jefferson would probably see right through him but he didn't care.
His eyes trailed over to Jefferson when he moved as he seemed to be having trouble gathering himself. When he finally gave way with an answer DaVinci wasn't so sure of what he'd delivered. "What? What did you do to piss them off?" he grumbled as he tried to tie off the bandaging as his ears pinned back at the last comment that Jefferson had delivered. A jolting ache in his chest made him snort as he growled. "What did she want.. it's not like I haven't cause her and her damn clan enough trouble." He knew that Jefferson would probably see right through him but he didn't care.